Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Yu Yu nodded.

It's nothing, I'll go first.

As he said that, he wanted to slip away, but was caught by one of them.

Wait, wait, what's the name of Miss Meng you're talking about?

This situation sounds like a big lady, they should know each other.

Yu Yu turned his eyes: It's Miss Meng Yu Tang Meng.

What! Meng Yutang!!!

Yu Yu nodded: Yes, it's her, I can go now.

He struggled to turn around and ran away in a hurry.

Several people petrified on the spot.

Meng Yutang?

Is it the Meng Yutang we know?

It should be, so she is M?

M is a girl???

Wait, wait, I don't think so! Don't draw conclusions so quickly!

Yes, yes, let's take a look again. We will observe and observe when she comes to the company next time.

What a fart to observe! You can see a woolen thread! Now that there are so many photos of Meng Yutang, you can tell if she is M by just staring at her?

Yes, what should I do then?

Try it! You idiot! Next time she comes, let's ask a few questions to see if we can test it out. By the way, remember to bribe the lady at the front desk, and let us know when she comes.

Yes, yes, I'm going now!

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When Meng Yutang woke up the next day, it was already dawn, she sat up and looked around the room.

It's not her room, it should be Zhou Beicheng's room?

Meng Yutang was stunned and turned to get out of bed. As soon as he lifted the quilt, Zhou Beicheng pushed the door gently and came in.

Meng Yutang raised his eyes to meet his gaze.

Seeing that she was awake, Zhou Beicheng opened the door and walked in, approached her and kissed her forehead first, then bent over and hugged her directly.

Meng Yutang lost his center of gravity all of a sudden, subconsciously raised his legs and wrapped them around his waist.

Zhou Beicheng smiled.

She stared at him: where are my shoes?

Downstairs, I'll carry you down.

...

Why am I in your room?

Zhou Beicheng couldn't help but smile: I don't know, you might be sleepwalking.

...

Meng Yutang stared at him.

Zhou Beicheng's smile deepened.

He directly hugged her and sat at the dining table.

Meng Yutang turned his eyes and looked at the pile of breakfast on the table.

Zhou Beicheng had already turned around to get her shoes, squatted at her feet and put them on for her.

See if there is anything you like, if not, I'll ask them to send some.

Meng Yutang looked at him: It's too much, I can't finish it.

He raised his hand to rub her head, and sat down beside her.

It's okay, you eat what you like, and I'll eat the rest.

Meng Yutang stared at him for a long time, Zhou Beicheng looked at her with some doubts.

What's wrong?

Meng Yutang suddenly reached out and touched his chin.

difficult to handle.

It's just the green stubble that just popped up, you can't see it unless you look carefully.

Zhou Beicheng stared blankly at her and smiled.

Is it just pricking your hands?

Meng Yutang: ...

Silently picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Looking at her, Zhou Beicheng couldn't help being in a good mood.

Meng Yutang ate two small buns, put the third in his mouth and turned to look at Zhou Beicheng, beckoning him to eat.

Zhou Beicheng looked at her with a smile, then bent over suddenly, bit off half of the bun near her mouth and put it in his mouth.

The lips touched lightly, and Meng Yutang's cheeks couldn't help turning red.

...

If you tease him again, you will get angry, Zhou Beicheng smiled silently, picked up his chopsticks and began to eat seriously.

Meng Yutang watched him pick up a deep-fried crispy thing like fried dough sticks and put it into his mouth.